Trixie Smith — Triflin Blues

[Verse 1] Miss Miranda Jackson had a lovin' man That the ladies all would rave about He was such another guy as Dapper Dan Miss Miranda shortly found it out When he took a pleasure trip to Tennessee Miss Miranda couldn't help but cry Jealousy would fret her, so she wrote a letter This is what she asked him not to try [Chorus 1] Daddy, don't you trifle on me While you're down in Tennessee I've just bought a "gat," it's an "automat" So you know exactly what your mama's drivin' at Daddy, don't you trifle on me 'Cause I'm like a bumble bee You might ignore me when I buzz aroun' But you'll know I'm on you when I sit down Mama's blue as she can be So daddy, don't you triflе on me [Bridge: "Here mama moans 'em"] Every day in evеry way I think much more of you If some gal took you, I'll say I don't know what I'd do Winter, fall, or summertime To me it matters not I'd gladly give you my last dime Or anything I've got [Chorus 2] Daddy, don't you trifle on me That's your lovin' mama's plea Now keep 'way from me when you just must flirt If I catch you cheatin', you'll sure get hurt Mama's blue as she can be So daddy, don't you trifle on me